We reached a big hall and stood in front of a big elevated table. The place was as crowded as our hearts but the words never came out… I still had a hope to have an eye contact with her but she was forcing herself not to look at me.
‘Ok, please be seated until you are called’, said the gentleman whom we were following and left the hall.
She sat on a different bench and I chose to sit across her hoping to have the eye contact once. While sitting and looking at her I thought how circumstances changed our lives.
However, the apple of discord was one of my friends whom she didn’t like… I tried to explain her many times that she should never feel insecure as she was my wife and I loved her a lot. But for some reasons she didn’t approve of my friendship with her. I explained her that this friend was the one who had helped me a lot with my work but my wife never understood. Soon I realized that I was wrong and wasn’t able to change her opinion towards me and my female friend. Somehow I feel that the doubt always remains in your partner’s mind irrespective of too many justifications. Though I loved her a lot, moreover, I did many things for her parents too, still I could feel that my wife was slipping away from my hands.
I recalled I used to come back late at night but always made sure to meet my mother-in-law and father-in-law if they were at our place, and spent time sitting with them before going to my room to sleep. I respected them like my own parents. However, later I realized even if you put your best foot forward, people forget everything with time.
‘Can you please come to our room?’, said my wife when I was sitting and talking to her parents at night.‘Yes, coming …’, I replied and went to my room.
‘What were you doing with your friend in that hotel?’, she asked me showing some hotel bookings.
‘Oh these were the ones when she visited here last month and we met to discuss about the photoshoot for some products. Don’t you remember I requested you to join as well but you refused?’, I tried to remind her.
‘No I don’t and I don’t want to know anything. This is a limit’, she said furiously and walked out of the room.
I realized I made a blunder… The word ‘Hotel’ which sounds normal to me, has a very deep rooted bad reputation in my society when one relates it to a boy and a girl.
That was the second time I felt that my married life was in danger.
‘Ok, it’s our turn. Let’s go’, I was awakened by a voice. The man whom we were following signalled us to follow him to a desk.
‘Your name?’, an official from the other side of the table asked my wife while looking at some papers.
‘Vaani’, she replied softly.
‘Full name please’, asked the man again.
‘Vaani Misra’, she replied.
I wondered she already took off her surname.
‘And what’s yours?’, the man asked me now.
‘Abhimanyu… Abhimanyu Singh’, I replied
‘Ok, please wait’, he said and we sat again.
I again went to the flashback and recalled that how I moved heaven and earth to save our relationship and make her understand the situation but everything went in vain… I even requested my friend to talk to her and explain things, but she just ignored everything.
One night while she was next to me I could feel she was crying, she told me that she had a plan to shift to a new city for better career opportunity and to take a break.
‘I need to go, let’s take a break for sometime’, she said.
‘What?? No way… I will not let you go anywhere… We have to be together and sort this out together, we must talk and get things sorted’, I requested her.
‘No, I can’t breathe here, I want to take a break’, she said with tears in her eyes.
I held her hand and hugged her tightly.
‘No Vaani, we have so many dreams yet to be fulfilled, you can’t leave me in this difficult time. I don’t want any break from you. I want to sort out the things and clear all misunderstandings. I love you’, I said with difficulty as I was broken too.
That was for the last time I hugged her and ever since my every attempt to reach out to my wife was a waste. There were some people who took this opportunity and did their part best by adding oil to the furnace. I realized how a weak moment or relationship is easily hijacked by some people and their negative advices. During that phase of my life I very well understood that there is a difference between a word ‘friend’ and ‘acquaintance’. All those names you thought you could count on always turn out to be the opportunists. They actually will turn their faces away and leave you to suffer alone in the hardest time of your life. You will feel suddenly that the entire world is now ready to throw their great philosophies over you, and pretending to be white collared sophisticated folks. I got it very clearly that this was not about right or wrong for them, but this was about some hidden jealously that such people could never showcase while things were good between me and my wife. They made sure that they never missed any of our party invitations or adventurous trips, but when things fell apart, they were the same set of people who showed their back on my face.
I had requested my wife not to listen to anyone in this world but to me, as only we decided to marry, as only we understood each other so closely, as only we had those so many beautiful dreams yet to be fulfilled, but she got trapped with so many people and their poor advices. She could never come back even though she loved me too.
Suddenly the man from behind the desk handed over some papers.
‘Here, please sign it here’, he said to us handing over me his pen. I was shivering to sign..I was hesitant to sign…I was scared to sign…I felt broken to sign…I felt someone tearing us apart with this sign…but then I signed it finally….
We both signed them and I know she was broken and holding herself back like me
‘Sign it Vaani..’, her father forced her in a directive voice, and then she had to sign them too…
The most hurtful moment of my life and most difficult paper to sign….
‘They were our Divorce papers….’
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